The Clayman cult's meeting room...
Agrath sat at the head chair with 12 senior elders of the cult sitting across the table. The arrangement reflected hierarchy clearly, with Agrath elevated both physically and symbolically above the rest, forcing every elder to face him directly. The long table between them acted as both a place of discussion and a silent divider of authority.
"Celera, a phoenix agent of our cult, was killed by Damian Cross, the commander of the Abyssal extermination division, recently in the headquarters of the celestial army. Astra Ashfall, her lover, arrived here a few hours ago, demanding we help him take revenge against Damian."
Agrath (amorphous) spoke, mimicking the restful voice of original Agrath. A lit cigar rested in between his two fingers, and he sat on his throne in the most relaxed position he could take.
"What do you guys think?" Agrath asked, looking at them straight in the eyes with a sharpness.
